Spirit Seeker Sunday ~ Practical Tips to Break the Food Addiction

This blog post is very inspiring, especially for those who suffer from BED such as myself.

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OUCH: “When the desire for treats is triggered by difficult emotions, it’s not really a desire for treats. It’s a thinly veiled attempt at self-medication . . . our souls are thirsty and ravenous . . . if we fail to . . . fill our souls with spiritual nourishment, we will forever be triggered to numb our loneliness with other temporary physical pleasures . . . this issue is bigger than emotions; it’s really about spiritual deprivation . . . and self-medicating with food . . . vicious cycles I must avoid.” Lysa TerKeurst

One of the best parts of my journey to health has been discovering some of the “whys” behind my eating choices and learning to be mindful of those when I want to reach for food. It’s amazing how the realization that I’m trying to fill an emotional need with something that won’t satisfy, but will…

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Thank you for staring..

Lately I’ve seen a lot of people staring at me, more than usual I guess (this is not a coincided statement this is factual because I have a shaved head and fauxhawk that people tend to stare). Lexi and I go out a lot whether it is to the gym, a store, or just simply out in public and not that I care I mean, we hold hands, we kiss, and love each other but not in that annoying couple way I like to think.

However, I’ve been getting a lot of glares and rude snide comments from people out in public when I ask them questions or address them in anyway whether it is the eye doctor or the librarian at my school. I understand that older generations just don’t understand homosexuality and women who do not conform to “traditional” values and appearances. Yes, I like my short hair and yes I rock it so why must you glare at me like I just drowned a baby in a bath tub?

Sometimes it gets to the point where I just want to wear a hat or grow out my hair, but then sometimes I just laugh and move on because at the end of the day I am very very happy with my life. Things get tough but I have Lexi, my friends, and family to support me and I am loved by many and I love myself or at least I am trying to. I know I shouldn’t let these miserable people keep me down but sometimes it is hard.